Demon Slayer: Muzan, will you dance too?

Shinobu Kocho's voice rose from behind him, and as she spoke, her warm breath gently caressed the back of Kiyokawa Izumi's neck.

Her slender, fair fingers gently traced the scratches on her black haori. "Didn't I already warn you not to use breathing techniques? Why did you want to spar with Mr. Giyuu?"

Can you give me an explanation?

And who said I like eating hagi mochi?

As if she could feel the warmth of her fingers, and seeing that Kiyokawa Izumi didn't reply for a long time, Kocho Shinobu, who was somewhat impatient, couldn't help but gently poke Kiyokawa Izumi's side with her finger.

"Why aren't you saying anything, Mr. Kiyokawa Izumi?"

"First, I did not bully Giyu. Second, I did not use breathing techniques during the sparring; it was purely a swordsmanship contest."

Third, whether you like hagi mochi or not is not important; I just suddenly have a craving for it, and I hope Mr. Giyuu can bring me some next time he comes.

Kiyokawa Izumi suddenly turned her head, and the tip of her nose almost touched Kocho Shinobu's cheek.

He suddenly raised his hand and gently tapped half of his cheek. "You didn't just wake up, did you? Just finished your afternoon nap?"

Two marks were pressed into his slightly red right cheek, making him look like he was still sleepy.

"Wipe your drool!"

Kiyokawa Izumi said casually.

Upon hearing this, Shinobu Kocho was slightly taken aback and subconsciously raised her hand to wipe her mouth, but there was no saliva there.

This guy is deliberately messing with himself!

"Just kidding, it's actually on the left. There's drool stuck to your hair, hurry up and fix it!"

Kiyokawa Izumi raised an eyebrow slightly, suppressing a smile as he spoke.

Seeing his confident demeanor, Shinobu Kocho, half-believing and half-doubting, still gently touched the left side of her cheek.

However, nothing came of it.

The veins on his forehead throbbed slightly, perhaps because he had just woken up and was still dazed, only to be tricked twice in a row by this bastard in front of him.

"Don't look at me like that, my silly look is kind of cute."

Kiyokawa Izumi lowered his voice and mocked rudely.

Her hands, hidden beneath her sleeves, were clenched into fists. Shinobu Kocho still wore a delicate smile on her face. Just as she was about to say something, she saw the person in front of her continue speaking.

"A mature adult like you shouldn't hold such a small joke against me, right?"

You can't let your emotions get the better of you! You absolutely can't!

Kiyokawa Izumi, who had finally gained the upper hand, became overconfident and started attacking with his ultimate.

"It was just a joke, why would I care?"

Shinobu Kocho gently patted Izumi Kiyokawa's shoulder, but the veins on her forehead became even more prominent.

The hand patting his shoulder tightened, as if carrying some kind of resentment.

Qingchuanquan didn't care either.

Anyway, this guy isn't that strong.

Perhaps we should think of another way to stir up her emotions.

What bad intentions could Kiyokawa Izumi possibly have?

It was nothing more than a small act of revenge—the disheveled state of taking the medicine, the disheveled state of stretching exercises… He had suffered quite a few setbacks at this person's hands.

"Are you giving me a back massage? It's not very firm, you need to press harder!"

Kiyokawa Izumi's tone at this moment was not very serious, and it was also full of smugness.

When it comes to the art of language, surely I can't outwit a little girl?

Having lived two lives, he also surfed the internet in his previous life.

Not far away, Mr. Yiyong watched the team members train expressionlessly—the autistic boy didn't say anything, he just stared at them.

Where had the team members ever seen anything like this before?

We dare not relax even for a moment!

Who told this person to have such a cold, aloof expression that says "Keep away, strangers"?

terrible!

"Mr. Kiyokawa Izumi can be as childish as a kid sometimes. That won't do. As a Pillar, you need to be more composed!"

"You can't frown all the time, it'll cause wrinkles."

Kiyokawa Izumi said leisurely, "As for me, I'm still at an innocent and carefree age. Shouldn't you, sir, understand if I act a little immaturely or speak a little without tact?"

He glanced at the little hand on his shoulder out of the corner of his eye. "You can't secretly throw a tantrum, can you? You need to be more composed!"

Shinobu took a deep breath and looked at Izumi Kiyokawa, who was smiling at her, and almost lost her temper.

This guy is even more annoying than Giyuu!

There's just no way to deal with this bastard. If my sister were here, what would she do?

Unlike me, my sister is genuinely gentle from the bottom of her heart and would tolerate this jerk's immaturity.

"Aren't you tired of standing? Why don't you sit down?"

Kiyokawa Izumi patted the person next to her lightly and said, "Even though I don't need to look up while standing, it still feels a bit strange."

That's the truth.

Shinobu Kocho is 1.51 meters tall, so even if Izumi Kiyokawa is sitting while she is standing, she definitely doesn't need to look up.

Has anyone ever told you that you have a terrible way of speaking?

Controlling emotions?

To become a mature adult?

What is that?

With slightly cool hands tearing at Kiyokawa Izumi's cheeks, Kocho Shinobu, who could no longer bear it, smiled as she reprimanded the increasingly audacious Kiyokawa Izumi.

"Um, why are we fighting?"

A questioning voice suddenly came from behind them, and Giyu Tomioka looked at them in confusion.

My affection for Kiyokawa Izumi has reached its maximum.

Overestimating his own abilities, he tried to persuade the Insect Pillar not to bully Kiyokawa Izumi.

If it's because of the hagi mochi, he can bring some next time he comes.